Nightmare Attack

Chapter 78 Solo Dance
"doctor."

Fatty started to tremble again, he said in a very small voice, as if to remind Jiang Cheng.

But as his waist was pinched hard, he immediately closed his mouth again.

Jiang Cheng's meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Then Fatty was a little relieved, since he could see the abnormality in Director Li, let alone Jiang Cheng.

He might have already figured out how to get out.

"How did Chen Yao die?" Jiang Cheng said for the second time.

Director Li raised his head, and the face under the sunglasses made them feel unfamiliar. After a while, the hoarse voice sounded again: "She hanged herself."

"suicide?"

The woman nodded, "Yes."

To be honest, Fatty didn't trust the woman in front of him very much, and he even doubted whether the woman was Director Li.

Chen Yao's name may be true, she is the girl who turned into a ghost after her death, but the fat man pursed his lips, cold sweat slid down his neck, and wet his shirt.

Who can confirm that the woman in front of him is not Chen Yao?

She. Maybe a ghost.

Fatty's subconscious reaction was to take the camera that Jiang Cheng was straddling him to test, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he met Jiang Cheng's murderous gaze.

The fat man was shocked and put his hand down again.

When Fatty looked again, Jiang Cheng's expression was as usual.

The latter looked at the woman, the corners of his mouth tightened, as if waiting for the other party to speak.

"Chen Yao is a freshman in grade 09," the woman said slowly.

The hoarse voice was very immersive, and instantly brought the two into the era that belonged to them.

"I'm one year older than her, and I'm her senior sister."

"I was the host of the welcome party that year. She had a show at the party, and we got to know each other like this."

"She is very beautiful and can sing and dance well. She shined at the welcome party and attracted many people's attention. I saw that she was very temperamental and more talented in ballet, so I suggested that she switch to ballet major. ."

She paused and explained, "When she first came to school, she enrolled in modern dance."

"The first class of the dance department?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Well," the woman nodded, and then she was silent for a while before continuing, "This is also the most regretful decision I have ever made in my life."

Her voice was low, and her lips showed a strange curvature.

Having personally sent his rival in love to his fiancé, Fatty couldn't help thinking, this woman's heart is really big.

Of course, he would never dare to say such words.

The face is also submissive to the woman, and the expression is full of righteous indignation.

"It was fine at the beginning. I read it right. Her accomplishments in classical ballet are much higher than in modern dance. In just one month, her posture, body, and footsteps have all reached a high level."

She continued, "Even my fiancé praised this girl. Some teachers even said in private that Chen Yao was born for classical ballet."

"The freshmen of the 09th grade are very lucky. Before they entered the school for half a year, they caught up with the school's anniversary celebration. At that time, not only the teachers and students of the school were present, but also some well-known alumni, even some stars, film and television company bosses, Producers will be invited to participate.”

"You may not understand that for those of us who study art, the importance of networking opportunities is even higher than our own business level."

"There are some good seedlings who have spent their entire lives pursuing the limits of art, but because they have no chance, they remain unknown until their death."

Jiang Cheng nodded and said with a sad expression: "I know more or less about the entertainment industry, the cruelty there is to eat people and not spit out bones. If you go in alone, maybe you will look back in a few years, even he himself recognizes it. I can't help myself."

The woman raised her head, her gaze towards Jiang Cheng seemed to have changed, "Have you ever been in this circle?"

Fatty was sweating for Jiang Cheng in his heart. He said in his heart that you should let her stop talking. If you have to interrupt, this is fine. If you can't answer, it may be a few days before the bodies of both of them stink.

No, that's all right here, the corpse doesn't stink.

At most it just disappears for no reason.

"Almost," Jiang Cheng straightened his waist and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt with one hand, looking extremely calm.

Fatty was agitated, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

"I was the number one card of our night show," Jiang Cheng said with a very formal nod. "The number one card, you understand, is that after the guests click on me, they won't look at anyone else again."

The next second, Jiang Cheng slowly stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist upwards, facing the woman in front of him, with a solemn expression that made Fatty feel like he was a normal person.

Fatty was stunned, and his teeth were shaking. He didn't understand what medicine Jiang Cheng had taken wrong, how the painting style suddenly became bloody inexplicably from here.

Until Jiang Cheng shouted the next sentence——

"They say I have nothing wrong with me other than being expensive!"

Fat man: "."

The woman also seemed to be a little confused by Jiang Cheng's strange remarks. It took a long time to react, and the first time she reacted, she separated from Jiang Cheng.

"Mr. Hao Hao," the woman showed an embarrassed expression in front of the two for the first time, "We. We don't seem to be talking about the same thing. We are artists, you. No, you are."

"I'm also an artist," Jiang Cheng shouted in dissatisfaction, "I've even dedicated my life to art!"

Fat Man: "God dedicated himself to art"

"Mr. Hao Hao," the woman took a deep breath, so much that even the mask changed a little, "In short, we are different."

"It's okay," Jiang Cheng said, "I just know what's going on."

The woman felt that she and Jiang Cheng could not reach a consensus on this issue, so she had to change the topic before, but just as she continued to talk, Fatty gradually felt a little different.

The strange aura surrounding the woman seemed to have weakened a lot, and the woman's body movements became more coordinated, without the marionette-like feeling at the beginning.

He seemed to realize something suddenly, and immediately looked at Jiang Cheng.

Compared with before, Jiang Cheng is no different. He should talk to the woman from time to time, as if he is very interested.

But Fatty's eyes were very good, and he found a flash of light on Jiang Cheng's forehead who was nodding from time to time.

It was a drop of sweat, slowly sliding down along the corner of the eye.

In just less than a minute, many beads of sweat appeared out of thin air on Jiang Cheng's head. It is no exaggeration to describe it as dripping with sweat.

"Because Chen Yao has progressed very fast, the school is going to choose her to perform on stage," the woman gritted her teeth. "It was an opportunity to dance alone, which is very rare."

"Then what?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Hearing that, the woman raised her head suddenly, and through the sunglasses, she seemed to be able to feel the gloomy gaze from those eyes, "But she gave up, she said hope. Find a dance partner with her!"

　Thank you brothers for your support!
Slow down today, continue to explode tomorrow!
　
(End of this chapter)